Creating writing. The egg, the scales and the tail. Part 1; Chapter 2.

The egg. 

Chapter two.

 Walking barefoot on a moist moss was a new experience for Zuzanna. It felt cold but also really nice on her feet. She walked in between large ferns and the trees so tall, she could not see their tops. Zuzanna was placing her feet really carefully in between sticks and branches.

- I need to be very quiet - she thought to herself.

She could not know this, but somehow she felt that the jungle is a dangerous place for her to be in.

Suddenly the stick under her foot snapped, making a cracking noise. The sound made birds from top of the trees scared and fly away. Zuzanna has never seen so many colourful birds. She was nearly sure, she had seen some blue parrots amongst them. 

She continued her walk thinking about all of the beautiful butterflies and funny bugs she has been seeing around her.

- Mum and dad will be so excited when I tell them what I have seen -  Zuzanna thought, and reached into her vest pocket for the compass. 

She opened the compass, checked if she was walking in the right direction. The girl did not have the map, but she was sure she needed to go to the north part of the jungle. She walked a long while, when she realized the jungle was getting darker.

- I don’t have much time left - she thought. When suddenly she saw something shiny about twenty steps away. The object was lying by the largest tree, surrounded by ferns and moss. It looked like something made of gold. 

- That’s it! - she whispered, scarring more birds away. 

Zuzanna looked around to see if she was safe. No wild animals, no snakes. The girl rushed towards the light. When she reached the place, she noticed that the egg was beautiful, large and spotted just like she imagined it would be. Zuzanna gently took the egg to see closer. It looked like it started hatching already. She knew the egg was not safe there, neither was she.

It is time to run - she decided. I need to reach the sandy part of the island - she whispered to herself again. 

(Image generated by ChatBox AI, 2024)

Zuzanna started running as fast as she could, without looking around and behind her. The time was running, the jungle was getting darker with each minute. She knew it would not be safe for her after dawn, and the egg needed a safe place to hatch. 

Draft of the book available here Marta Vlckova - The egg, the scales and the tail.